The Secret of Zoya's Love

Penance

Upon their arrival at home, they are greeted by Mama Shanti and Ale. Because, when Hans asked Mr. Bagus to pick him up at the hospital, how anxious Mama Shanti was. From then on his mind was only filled with negative things about the child and his daughter-in-law.

"Assalamualaikum."." said Hans and Zoya almost simultaneously as they walked into the house that had many memories for the man who was still sharing his smile. They, Hans and Zoya still displayed happy face strokes, unaware that the middle-aged woman was already walking in a worry-filled row towards them. Mama Shanti walked up to those who had just entered the house, followed by Ale. He was very astonished when he found the look of his son who was aware, his clothes were shabby and plus there were some parts of his face that looked bruised.

"What's wrong? What's going on?" Mama Shanti scouts Hans with some questions. Still displaying an anxious face, his wrinkled hands felt a face that was still smiling in front of him. This was not the first time for Hans, but still his mother still looked anxious.

"Tell me Mama! Why is your face like a clown, you know?" shanti said by turning Hans' face to the right to the left, looking for details of the wound that might have been more severe than she had seen the first time. The last sentence that was thrown did make Hans grieve, even though his words were filled with anxiety.

"Puufhh. Papa's face was red-red." Ale continued with a laugh at his omnipotent anxiety. Hans glared at his daughter. But still in the laughter giggled Ale.

"Mama, this is a kayak that makes a bad influence on my son." Hans protested when he heard his daughter's teasing.

"Eat him don't like wrestling. It's old you don't deserve to wrestle until you get to the hospital, anyway." Omel Mama Shanti instantly pulled her son's arm towards the sofa. Lazily Hans just followed his mother followed two women who had giggled since then to see the resignation of a man who could never struggle with his mother.

"Tell Mama what happened? Beware if you say you lost a boxing fight to battered kayak gini. How did the doctor say?" The woman whose heart is still overwhelmed with anxiety continues to grumble indefinitely. Perhaps no one knew, if that was the way the middle-aged woman was complaining about all the worries that were plaguing her heart at the moment.

"Mama's grandson will grow up again." said Hans as he pulled Zoya's arm to bring her into the room.

"Eh.. uh, what does that mean?" Shanti held her son's arm. He glanced at the two in turn.

"What, Zoya...." The sentence hangs, he is only able to smile by looking at Zoya and Hans alternately.

"Yes, Ma. Zoya's pregnant." Zoya interrupts when she sees Hans's face wanting to play with her mother's situation.

"Arrrrggghhh... Why not tell me from earlier?" Shanti hugged her daughter-in-law. A split second permeated an excited feeling of happiness in his heart. A sense of happiness that bursts in the chest is inevitable when hugging the tiny body of his daughter-in-law. His tears could not be held back, dripping from both corners of his eyes that had seen lines of wrinkles there.

"Congratulations, Zoy. May you always be healthy." said Shanti by staring and looking at the look of the eyes round to the inside. As if to unify his happiness at this moment.

"Oh my God, my mother's son is really top. Mighty inside and out, not just a wrestler, dech." Shanti hugged Hans. His beloved son, it has always been his pride for a long time.

"Don't be so sweet, Ma!" decih Hans still showed an annoyed face. He has memorized his mother. But, as the middle-aged woman framed her face and looked at her with teary eyes made Hans return to look at her mother gently. Yes, at this time he only realized that his mother had been carried away by his happy feelings.

"May you always be happy. You can be a good priest. And remain the crown prince of the pride of the Jagad family." said Santi with sincere eyes full of haru, then kissed the bruised face of his son. Hans also welcomed his mother's attitude by gently hugging the body he always wanted to keep. A body that has and always devotes all its affection to her.

"Papa, is Ale going to have a baby brother, again?" the loud voice of the bully made the three adults turn their heads.

"Yes, Ale will have two adverts at once" Hans replied still with a faint smile. He knew the answer would get a surprised response from two of the most phenomenal God beings in the Jagad family.

"What?" Ale and Mama Shanti were shocked at the same time. Their gazes alternately demanded an explanation from Hans and Zoya.

"Yes, Zoya is pregnant with two fetuses at once, Ma." explains Hans made the two so hysterically cheer. Ale prancing happily then immediately hugged his mother, kissing Zoya's flat stomach with tubered tubi. The boy was no less happy. Meanwhile, Mama Shanti hugged her son's tall body back, expressing happiness in her heart. This time, there was no trouble. The coming of two baby candidates for the crown prince makes all happy and full.

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"Darling, are you hungry? What do you want to eat?" hans said with a peek at the face of his wife who was currently turning her back.

"No. Just want to embrace Mas Hans alone." said Zoya by changing his position facing Hans. With a smile and pleasure, Hans hugged his wife's tiny body.

But it hasn't calmed Zoya down yet. The pregnant woman again changed position, turning her back to the burly body that was still wrapped around her arms on her flat stomach.

"Mas Hans, take a shower, gih! Mas Hans stinks." said Zoya as she got up and sat facing Hans who was looking at her in surprise.

"Yes you slept alone! I'm going to sleep on the couch." Hans replied feeling scared because Zoya had just said her body stinks.

Seeing Hans pull the blanket towards the sofa made Zoya pursed her lips with glassy eyes holding back tears. She knew her husband was angry with her.

Zoya spreads her body with sobbing. Hans realizes that Zoya is crying, but for a moment he silences his wife because he does not want Zoya to pass by the reason of the desire of the baby. For him it was just a frenzied desire to work on it. At the same time, the cravings just want a meal like most people.

But, the longer he also can not stand because the sobbing Zoya increasingly sounds louder. The man approached his wife. Bending both knees, he crouched down before his wife who was lying on her side.

"Darling, I'm gonna take a shower. But, don't cry anymore!" rayu Hans, though his heart wanted to curse out of unreasonable desire. Hans just didn't want to prank his baby like his mama.

"really?" zoya asked, then answered a nod by Hans. Hans went into the bathroom. Even though only two hours ago he finished bathing, and now at ten o'clock in the night he must be under the shower again. Hans himself was the type of man who always looked neat, fragrant and clean, but did not also have to shower many times in a gap of two hours.

He was only ten minutes in the bathroom. To fulfill the requirements of the bumil wish he thought. Hans decides to get out of the bathroom and look for Zoya. I wish the woman had stopped crying.

His gaze circulated, combing through the entire room of his room but neither found his wife. Once again, he let out a heavy sigh and was about to search for Zoya's whereabouts in the kitchen. Very precise, there Zoya was enjoying a plate of Spaghetti noodles at the dining table.

"O Allah, repentance!" he lamented in his heart, only this time he had to deal with a pregnant woman who always provoked his emotions.

"Darling, don't eat spaghetti, you'll get fat, lo!" Actually it is not a problem of fat or not, but he is trying to keep Zoya away from fast food, let alone there are two babies who he wants to take care of very carefully.

"Then, it was Mas Hans who spent it!" said Zoya by thrusting the remaining plate half.

Hans, swallow. During this time he himself greatly maintained his weight. He did not want to consume food carelessly at bedtime.

"Be on the back, huh?" hans Tawar.

"No, I just want to see Mas Hans eating" Zoya replied with a smile towards her husband. With weight the man obeyed his wife. One mouthful seemed to make him calculate how many calories will be hoarded in his body before going to bed.

"Buddy, penitent!" his grunts inwardly with a forced smile on display for his wife.

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